Anjali: I wish you were here, baby! I shouldn’t have dropped you off. You should have squeezed my thirsty flesh until I drenched my panties!She touc...ed her waist fondly with one hand as she teased her dripping pussy with the other like the hot slut she was. She squeezed the flesh on her stomach as she fell back in bed and moaned again. I told her to turn around, but she pretended not to hear me. She touched her pussy gently and her hips twirled into her rough palm.The horny Indian cam girl’s. After a half-hour or so we stood. She gave me a big hug, her arms around my waist, her head on my chest, my arms around her shoulders, my hand on her bare arm, but no, not on her arm, my hand was on her bare back, just above her bra, on the soft white skin where her shirt wasn't. Ana looked up at me with those liquid-quick, ink black eyes, now full of mischief and a little smile. She hugged my leg with both her bare thighs and put her hand on my chest. My pulse raced! My cock jumped tight. So he hadno choice. It was either wear it or don't, and if he didn't wear ithe'd be walking around showing off his bra for all and sundry. Thethought of removing the lingerie wand walking out bare-chested neveroccurred to him. He might as well be naked as expose his breasts!Chest.Whatever.Over the next few days every shirt he wore to school was changed. Women's tees and blouses were all he'd ever find in his locker. Thenhis jeans changed, becoming a short denim skirt. He thought he lookedgood. Ye dekhkr wo ladke hmari taraf ae or apna lund sahlane lage unme se ek bola bhai maal to mast h kaha se laya hnko chahie yeShivam bola to lelo free ka h wo ldke boke thk h to hmare hostel chalo shivam bola chalo or hm chal die raste me wo ladke kbhi meri chuchi pakadte to kbhi chut sehlate or bolte randi bht garam h, mast chut h or bht kuchh waha jane tk hi me raste me jhad chuki thi. Hm waha pahuche to watchman mujhe ghoora or ladko ko bola badia maal lae ho to wo ldke bole bad me ap bhi chakh.